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At the foot of Mount Zhongnan, noon.
An ancient tree towered upright, with verdant pines and cypresses all around.
Beneath its shade.
A luxurious carriage stood there, rocking back and forth.
Four fine horses pulled it, enough to display its owner's noble status.
Outside the carriage stood six servants, silent as stone statues, expressionless and glassy-eyed.
Inside, however, springtime splendor ran wild.
Two soft, breathless voices drifted from the carriage window.
"Holy Monk, your Buddhist teachings are boundless. This servant... ah! I can't hold on any longer."
"Holy Monk, don't lavish all your affection on little sister alone. Please spare some pity for this servant as well."
Along with a burst of movement within, a heavy gasp rang out.
The carriage stopped rocking!
A damp scent filled its interior.
Upon the bed inside the carriage lay two jade-like bodies, their faces flushed and broad swathes of snowy skin exposed.
One of them had unfocused eyes and lay limply sprawled across the bed.
The other beautiful married woman had the corners of her lips slightly raised, the beauty mark by her mouth adding several shades of seductiveness.
She coiled around a young monk like a snake, her jade foot hooked around his waist.
The monk was handsome in a bewitching way. His lips were exceedingly thin, carrying a strange and sinister charm.
"Holy Monk, my sister and I have been intimate with you. We won't become pregnant, will we?"
The beautiful woman's eyes rippled, her tone carrying a trace of shyness and unease.
The monk chuckled.
"Madam, rest assured. This old monk has cultivated for many years and has already reached the Essence-Refined-to-Liquid Realm. There will be no children."
The beautiful woman laughed so hard that she swayed like a flower branch in the wind, her chest trembling.
"Holy Monk, your features are as handsome as a youth's. Why call yourself this old monk? Besides... you are far more capable than my cowardly husband."
The monk had already begun putting on his clothes, a smile on his face.
"Madam, appearance is merely a bag of skin. Though this old monk appears young, in truth, I passed seventy long ago."
The beautiful woman clearly did not believe him, taking it for nothing more than a joke.
The two sisters had both been born into prominent noble families in the capital and were already married women.
Inside the carriage, beside the bed, rested a spirit tablet carefully wrapped in white silk.
It was the memorial tablet of her deceased husband.
However.
There were now some water stains on it.
This year, her husband had passed away. With prayers for blessings in her heart, she had decided to journey to Mount Zhongnan.
Though the capital had many temples, Mount Zhongnan had gained widespread fame in recent years and attracted countless wealthy families to worship there.
Moreover, she had felt somewhat stifled at home, so she had decided to invite her younger sister along for company on the road.
Who could have expected it!
On the way, they encountered this white-robed monk. She had been drawn in by his bearing and wished to speak with him.
She thought to herself that even merely having a conversation would be wonderful!
Her sister felt the same, and without any prior discussion, the two invited the white-robed monk into the carriage.
With the monk's arrival!
The atmosphere in the carriage became subtle.
The hearts of the two women burned like raging flames, impossible to restrain, and thus all that followed came to pass.
They had indeed talked—using all four mouths!
The beautiful woman parted her vermilion lips and teased him lightly.
"Holy Monk, you truly are blessed. The younger men in my family all covet my sister's and my beauty so intensely that their mouths water three feet long. They even often steal the intimate garments we have worn."
"If they learned that you, Holy Monk, were enjoying the blessings of two women, they would surely be consumed with envy."
The monk smiled.
"Madam, you underestimate this old monk too much. Back then, the empress of North Wind and countless imperial consorts were all guests upon this old monk's bed."
"A man's mouth is a lying ghost!"
The beautiful woman joked.
"Then my sister and I have used the same thing as the Empress of North Wind."
"But speaking of which, Holy Monk, did you come from North Wind?"
By then, the monk was fully dressed, his white robes fluttering.
"Yes. This old monk came from Great Snow Mountain in North Wind."
Naturally, the beautiful woman had never heard of Great Snow Mountain!
"Holy Monk, as a member of the Buddhist Sect, why have you come to this place of Daoist temples?"
"Only to take revenge!"
The white-robed monk said sorrowfully.
"That was my favorite disciple, and also my last bloodline in the mortal world!"
"Who would have thought that he would die in Great Qing?"
"Tell me, should this old monk seek revenge?"
"And should that man die!"
At these words.
The beautiful woman was intimidated by the white-robed monk's imposing aura and found herself speechless for a moment.
She only felt!
An inexplicable chill rise from the depths of her heart, filling her with fear.
Seeing the frightened expression on the beautiful woman's face, the white-robed monk instead gently stroked her cheek.
"This old monk has startled the beauty. Amitabha."
The white-robed monk said no more.
He turned and stepped out of the carriage, gazing toward Mount Zhongnan in the distance.
"Lu Chen, Lu Yu, you killed my disciple. This old monk will make the entire Three Truths Sect repay blood with blood."
The white-robed monk was none other than the master of Chan Master Longshu of Great Snow Mountain.
One of North Wind's four Grandmasters.
The lord of Great Snow Mountain, Chan Master Withered Wood.
Grandmasters already stood at the absolute pinnacle of the mortal world!
Great Snow Mountain was a place of Esoteric Sect Buddhism, cultivating Blissful Zen.
The affairs of men and women!
Withered Wood had already cultivated to an extremely profound realm. To women with impure hearts, he possessed fatal allure.
Many khans of North Wind had cultivated at Great Snow Mountain. This so-called cultivation was nothing more than methods of gathering yin to replenish yang.
This had led to the northern imperial harems becoming utterly licentious, while the position of empress changed hands with alarming frequency.
As for the two women in the carriage, Chan Master Withered Wood had already taken their primal yin. They would not live beyond three years.
After the white-robed monk walked away, the servants gradually recovered from their dazed stupor.
The beautiful woman hurriedly stepped out of the carriage to search!
But where was there any trace of the white-robed monk?
The springtime splendor leaking from her body instead made the eyes of the six servants blaze with heat.
The beautiful woman felt empty inside.
She also found it strange. She was a lady from a respectable family.
How could she have done something so absurd!
With a monk she had never even met...
Yu Ke continued the simulation.
[You thought of how Innate Skill cultivated Innate Qi, and your curiosity grew ever stronger.] [Since childhood, because your talent had been mediocre, you had practiced Great Yellow Court, and had now reached the sixth level.] [You were merely a second-rate martial artist of the jianghu with ordinary inner breath.] [Great Yellow Court had twelve levels in total. The first six were easy to cultivate, but every level afterward required increasingly more time.] [Fortunately, each subsequent breakthrough doubled the true qi within your body.] [It was a gradual and orderly cultivation method. You had cultivated for another year now, but your progress had been slow.] [The Three Truths Sect had two internal cultivation methods: Innate Skill and Great Yellow Court.] [Its highest external martial arts numbered three: Empty Clarity Fist, One Qi Three Truths Sword, and Azure Wave Palm.] [One Qi Three Truths Sword was a superior sword art of the Quanzhen Sect. It contained the true meaning of "Dao begot One, One begot Two, Two begot Three, and Three begot all things." It stabbed eighteen times in succession, each sword thrust dividing into three. When launched, it appeared to be only one move, yet the sword technique split into three.] [Azure Wave Palm made the palms like rolling waves, unceasing and endlessly powerful.] [You had only learned Empty Clarity Fist. This fist art used soft techniques to unleash fierce strength and also encompassed the true meaning of the Daoist School. It was Three Truths' greatest martial art, said to have been written by the Three Truths Patriarch at the moment of his death.] [Thus... you decided] 1. Obtain Innate Skill. 2. Continue cultivating. 3. Participate personally. (1/3)
Yu Ke had no other thoughts.
There was no harm in bringing it over for a look!
Yu Ke was also somewhat curious. Now that Spiritual Energy Revival had begun, perhaps this cultivation method might prove useful.
Could there be some connection between Innate Qi and spiritual energy?
There was no harm in obtaining Innate Skill for a look.
Yu Ke chose 1. Obtain Innate Skill.
[You sought out your master, Liu Jinchan, and obtained the secret manual of Innate Skill.]
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